Five Different Pregnancies By Anonymous Print
Birth Stories - C-Section Birth Stories
Monday, 24 November 2008 09:12
My first child was born by C section after 17 hours of labor. The hospital was not helpful and had me stay in bed the eight hours I was in the labor unit. I had back labor, but they were upset every time I moved because then they had to re-adjust the monitors. They wanted me to lay on my back, but I just couldn't stand it. I sat on the edge of the bed the whole time. They came and said I would have to have surgery. The reason was CPD and I hadn't progressed past a 6 dilation in the last five hours. I felt really upset at first, but the contractions had been so hard for so long, and I was more than 30 hours without sleep at that point, so I didn't argue. They had rules about no husbands in the operating rooms, so I had to go alone and I was so scared! Finally my son was born. He weighed 8 pounds, and they gave me a brief glance at him and took him out the door. I had trouble with the anesthesia taking properly. It wore off in the middle of surgery. I didn't get to hold my son until he was twelve hours old. It just wasn't the experience I had imagined.

With my second pregnancy, I told my dr I wanted a VBAC (I had done a lot of reading about it) and he said I wouldn't be able to find a dr who would even consider it because of the size of my pelvis and the size of my first baby. He insisted I sign the surgery permission slip right then, at 2 months along. I had a miscarriage a few weeks later.

My third pregnancy, I found a great dr who said he would allow me a VBAC as long as the baby was under 8 pounds. At 34 weeks the baby changed position and her head was over-riding my pubic bone. This was an undeliverable position and we scheduled a c-section for 39 weeks. At least this time they let my husband be with me. I again had trouble with the anesthesia wearing off in the middle of surgery, and also hemhorraged heavily for twelve hours after the birth, both uterine bleeding and from my incision. I had been really excited because this time I was going to be able to see and hold my baby as soon as I got out of surgery, but the nursing staff kept putting me off because of all the bleeding. I finally got to see the baby when she was six hours old. 24 hours later, I felt great, but I still had a great sense of loss. I had wanted so much to be with my baby after surgery, and I had been told that a scheduled section would be easy, and it was worse than the first time. This baby weighed 7lb 13 oz.

My fourth pregnancy I again talked to my dr about a VBAC. However, this time at 30 weeks the baby was over-riding my pubic bone. We scheduled a C-section at 39 weeks, but I went into labor three days before. When I got to the hospital, the nurses found out that the labor had moved the baby down into position, and so my dr allowed me to continue to labor as long as there was zero fetal distress. This time I walked back and forth beside the bed, just as far as the internal monitor leads would let me, for two hours. Then the nurses talked me into drugs "to take the edge off and help you relax because you're going to be pushing that baby in a few hours" and the dose put me to sleep. Of course, the baby's oxygen level went down. When I woke up they said the baby was in distress. I got up and moved around a lot and the baby was recovering, but the dr said we needed surgery. The reason given for surgery was CPD, fetal distress, and failure to progress (They said I had stopped at a 6 for almost the entire time I had been at the hospital.) I was so disappointed, but felt the dr had kept his word. The surgery went just fine. The anesthesia held through the surgery this time, but just barely! I had made arrangements to keep the baby in surgery with me, and I was able to keep her with me almost the entire time! I got to hold my third child as a 10-minute-old baby. It was wonderful! This baby weighed 7 lb 9 oz.

My final pregnancy we had moved, and so I went dr hunting and found --surprise, surprise-- a dr who said he would allow me a trial of labor as long as things went smoothly. This time I also found myself a great mid-wife who said she would help me. We originally planned for me to labor at home until the pushing stage was reached, and then go to the hospital for delivery. When I went into labor at 39 weeks, I called my midwife, and I also had two other midwives there to assist me through my labor. It only took three hours to reach complete dilation. My midwife suggested that I push for a little while before we went to the hospital, because it might be slow. I pushed for four hours, and got the baby down to where she was crowning, and then she just stopped, caught on my tailbone. My midwife had been hoping I could deliver at home, but said it was dangerous to continue and we needed to go to the hospital. There the dr said the baby was posterior and tried to turn her, but was not successful. He said it would take a few minutes to get surgery put together, so we would try to deliver her with suction until surgery was ready. During the transition to the delivery table, the baby turned on her own, and was delivered with no complications a couple of minutes later. She weighed 7 lb 15 oz and was perfectly healthy! A nurse stopped by the delivery room to ask the dr where his emergency c-section baby was. He said, "This is it!" I was so happy! I finally got to hold my minute-old baby in my arms -- the baby I delivered myself -- not by surgery! -- and keep her with me as long as I wanted. It was such an emotionally healing thing for me. I finally felt like I was a woman. I was 30 years old. I have always been so grateful to my midwife who encouraged me to stay home and push that baby down. The dr would have never allowed me to push all those hours.

I have submitted my experiences in hope it will be a positive thing for women who have had C-sections and felt cheated out of their birth experience, to know that a VBAC is possible, even after multiple surgeries.

I am most grateful to all of my midwives, and most especially to my midwife who was so positive, so helpful, who knew what to do to help me give birth, and knew when it was time for intervention so that there was no complications.